The first stop was in Newfoundland, where I encountered fresh snow so deep that I sank in almost to my knees. Generally, the area had about a foot of snow but the geocache happened to be in a snowdrift. So that one took quite a bit of digging in the snow to find. There was also another cache in Ogdensburg where I had to go up a slippery snow-covered hill. After that, I declared that I had enough of this and I would stick to the easy caches.
Which once again led to a foray in Pennsylvania.